by Firepack » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:24 pm
Mountain looked at the fae who was messing with snare. He looked, surprised as the fae next to him put her head on his shoulder. He shrugged Shimmer off. One word came to mind Siren. His mother told him about these kinds of faes, and he wanted nothing to do with them. He turned to leave.
(his names mountain, not midnight)